Well they left without me and returned with more humans. I knew one of them. She pets me and plays with me well I remember. She does have the smell of other cats, but as long as she keeps them away from me I will tolerate her. Soon after they filled the bat back up with more humans they left the loud area and went to a quiet place with smells of forest. I could see fish swimming by my boat, lots of little ones but I could not catch any. A very large bird with a white head was in a tree watching me. It made me nervous but I told it I would scratch it if it came near my boat. I told it I bite hard too. It kept away. I had to protect my humans.

The next bright time they all went down to my little boat but this time they took me with them.

I watched the shoreline get closer and closer and wondered how far I could jump, but they pulled my little boat right up and I got out. They had that leash and harness on me and would not let me get out of it but I could explore the smells and they were interesting.
Now the funny thing about humans that I noticed is that they can change their skins. Here they took off a lot of their bright coloured skins and went right into the water! On purpose! I have seen them do this before and cannot figure out what they are doing. They must really want those fish! I found a nice sandy spot to nap while they splashed around presumably looking for fish. They are not very good hunters as they never come back with any.

I have seen my humans bring fish on to the big boat from some lines they hang in the water, but they never seem to have any luck when they go in the water for them. I don't know why they bother.
We went back to the big boat, all of us and they jumped back in the water again but never came back with any fish. Then they changed there skins again and took out the blue slippery boats. The friendly SHE tried to get in but went looking for fish instead. I don't think she meant to do that because when she came back on the boat she looked like I did when I fell in once.
That was when I was still a kitten and just learning about boats.
As I have said, I am a seafaring cat now.
Did you know in Newfoundland they call me Pussy'by?
They do.